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As the days go by it’s becoming more and more difficult to remain unbiased and indifferent to the judgmental ignorance that’s so blindly thrown our way from those who refuse to be judged at all. A crafted throne of bullshit on which you sit, created from your own fear and misguided propaganda, sealed with the misinformation that’s so casually spewed towards the younger, unprepared and defenseless generation. The box in which you will not step out of grows smaller and tighter with every downcast look allowing no room for growth. No advancement for any of us. All of us not getting better and it hinders you as well, for the way I see it, from what I can tell….We may be addicts with foggy thoughts and blurred vision but we never chose this hell. Not like the vicious disease like cycle you choose to embrace, the unwavering misplaced contempt you treat as battle gear when nothing we say is what you want to hear. Being pushed aside as if our true feelings aren’t valid in even the slightest, that is unless those feelings are those you've planted inside us.

Our voice is real it makes true sound, each breath in and each breath out carries life as equally as yours and weather a step back or a shuffle forward we move in the same direction but along separate paths. When will you see us in the same light. When will you accept us as whole rather than beaten broken projects to fill your beaten broken soul? In that time when this answer becomes clear we can finally fill the whole that divides, the gap between. We will live, we will breathe no longer feeling beneath the shoes used to kick us down. Until then, until then…



11-2-21

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